Gordon's side of it

One November day, I was sitting in the at my work, a UNT computer lab, and walks in this pretty lady that I had seen and talked to a few times before. She was always nice to me, and I was drawn to her… little did I know that she would become my future wife. Throughout our flirting and talking about ceramics, she invited me to a friend's house to play cards and games. I agreed, which for the both of us was out of character, her usually not asking stranger's to be their "date", and for this guy to go to a party that he had no idea about. The evening turned into 3am, and I got to meet her mom for the first time… telling her it was time for her to come home, and giving me a look only a mother could. Reality set in that she was not ready to date yet and that I was not a member of the church. So, our brief stayed at that, just a brief encounter. I was in search of a faith, and she put her energy along with the missionaries, into teaching me the gospel. I took to it like a sponge, and on January 4 I was baptized. She gave the talk on baptism, and during this period she swore up and down not only to herself, but to many others that she would never date me. I was patient and gave Sarah her space, at one point seeking the counsel of one of the older and more respected people in our ward. He told me that I had spent too much time waiting for her, and to move on. I wanted to take his advice so bad. After all I was not a patient person, and yet I felt compelled to wait…. But for what? She had all but rejected me. People were telling me to stop waiting. But I had this urge to keep waiting…. And so I kept on, and one day in Sunday School, and later at a friends the spirit told her that dating me was ok, and that it was worth the risk. So we stated dating, and like a wildfire though are ward, was this, "I knew it", and, "Weren't you dating all along", and "Wow, now when is the ring going to be on her finger". I was ok with this, but my lovely companion was not. It all came to a head one evening when after a stressful day, came one too many engagement questions, and I could tell it was hurting us, but also stressing her out immensely. I asked if we could sit down then next day and talk. She said yes, and the next morning she came over and we talked for five hours about where we wanted to take our relationship. After spilling out my heart, we got on the same page and decided that we wanted to get married, and if the Lord agreed then, we would go forward with doing so. We both in our own separate ways went about getting our answers. I got mine that evening at our Stake Priesthood meeting, while Sarah got hers in two parts. One in opening her fast before FHE and her final confirmation at the temple while reading the scriptures (D&C 6:15-18 to be precise). Our relationship has grown immensely since the day we met, and will continue too. We will be married and sealed for time and all eternity on January 9, 2009, in the Dallas Texas Temple.